Back in Time: Unshackling From Love

Chapter 17

As Mikayla laughed, tears streamed down her face.

Images from her previous life of being beaten, cursed at, and tortured at the mental hospital flashed before her eyes.

In the flashback, the hefty caretaker had gripped her by the hair, forcefully pulling her away and causing her only bowl of plain soup to spill.

They would even forcefully pinch her mouth when she refused to take her medication, shoving handfuls of pills down her throat.

Mikayla always thought it was the mental hospital deliberately tormenting her to please

Jerome.

Little did she know, the demonic woman from the previous life was Kylie’s relative.

So, all the misery she endured in the mental hospital was orchestrated by Kylie.

Thinking about the abuse she suffered and the torment from stomach cancer, Mikayla wished she could immediately strangle Kylie.

Why did she have to be so cruel?

Jerome, who clearly loved Kylie so much, had even sent Mikayla to the mental hospital for the former’s good.

Why wouldn’t Kylie let her go? Why did she have to harm her?

Jerome looked at Mikayla on the floor.

Although she had suggested keeping the audio call on, he still worried that something might go wrong, so he followed her up.

Unexpectedly, he witnessed Mikayla attacking someone as soon as the elevator doors opened.

She lay slumped amidst a chaotic mess of fruits, her eyes vacant, her body seemingly devoid of strength.

Though her face showed a smile, tears flowed incessantly, as if she had suffered some painful and tragic ordeal, radiating endless hatred and resentment.

Strangely, Jerome’s heart didn’t fill with anger at her madness. Instead, a dull ache

serthed within him:

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Mikayla when

neck from Mikayla’s grip, Jerome instruct ed the woman who was standing there

hurriedly fetched the first ald kill.

assisted Kylie in sitting down and then

tugged at her arm.

he pulled at her arm, it was as if he

a bit

didn’t you come up here to apologize? What’s with this madness again?” he

began to focus, and her

a sense of relief.

planning to be with Kylie after

voice was hoarse, and her tone betrayed

tightened further

someone’s life

found the first aid

trying

moment, carrying the

to help Mikayla stand up, but she coldly pushed him away.

got back to her feet on her own, adjusted her

to find out what

a stifled groan

one responsible for the disturbance,

stop. “Shall we go to the

shook her

Another inch deeper, and

the bleeding while asking, “Who was that person just now? Why did she come in and attack you right

a faint smile. “She might

like this, and you’re still defending her. I think we should call the police and have

woman, “Aunt Agatha,

she could tell it wasn’t

to look after you tonight,

Kylie, “What just happened?